If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why? If that seems too easy, try this one: who would you like to have spend a day as you and what do you hope they’d learn from the experience?
Who I would be for a day is way too easy, I always say “If I am ever president”. Thankfully for everyone i don't think i could ever be president. Instead I will tackle who I would like to spend a day as me.
I have thought about this so many times, and while I don't feel I have the right to act as Karma there are two people that I would love to spend a day in my shoes. They aren't friends, family or even acquaintances. I would not wish a day in my shoes on anyone I love, or even dislike for that matter, there is a reason I'm me and I'm okay with that. That being said, the two women in a Target parking lot that made the comment, and I quote “I didn't know that being a drunk was a handicap” should have the opportunity to understand how unfair what they said was. I have grown used to my stumbling and limping but if they could even try to begin to understand it, I would be ecstatic.
The incident still brings tears to my eyes when I actually think about it, but I try to remind myself that they didn't know what they were talking about. It wouldn't bother me as much if my kids weren't with me at the time, but they were. the only comfort I had was that my two kids were too busy talking to hear them. There is an angry person living in my head somewhere that wonders what kind of asshole would actually assume that because I stumbled away from the car I had just parked in the handicapped spot I must inevitably be drunk.. Really?! That was the first thought??
I would like one whole day of both of them living with MS, and not just any MS, mine. Then after that day I would gladly take it back, because I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy. I have had other people make comments, but these two took the cake. How absolutely ignorant would you have to be to make a comment like that. Too bad for them being a bitch isn't a handicap or they could park next to me :). I don't wish for any able bodied person to understand how it feels to lose part of yourself, but I would love to watch the clarity roll into their vacant eyes. I would love for them to understand what it is like to MISS who you “used to be”.